Yodelling Song

                                  The first time you stole flowers from the grave

Then, the second time, you shaved your head, you had been saved

By the very friendly, Jesus man

And all he said, "Well, I'm your brother, man"



In the winter time you - you wore patch-work hard-me-downs

In the summer time - you were all bronzed, while I was brown

And they didn't ask you where you got the candy

No, they didn't ask you where you got the tan



In the morning time - we played travels in the sea

In the evening time - we had reduced the sea to me

But your mother saved us - from your daddy's hand

Yeah - your mother saved us - from your daddy's hand

From your daddy

From your daddy



With my adult mind -

You know my body feels so strange

If they'd only sign away my life to me

I could be much saner

If they'd only learn to let me

Freedom seek

The world would be less mean

But they never know - how to let you go

But they never know - how to leace me



Yodel - ee

Yod - el - ee